Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever seen a nigga with a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the same things we claim
Such is bashful, but niggas like the force
Mobbin' on the and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh
ask for peace in a riot and bring violence
'Cause it's a game of cat and mouse and you gon' silent
the justice in sayin' fuck it and grab the pump?
Then a woman with many children makes you a chump
Look at all the you wreckin', nigga I reckon
Think about the people who own it for a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, they got
This is not a game, quit and grow a pair
But yo, you'd rather me say, "Fuck black prejudice!"
"Let's murder races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, knives
'em, lives blown, oblivion hole cold, oblivious
I won't dare say that you should stop the ignorance
Murder ops, shit, I'd enjoy the thrill of it
Bath in blood of officers, corpses, offin' 'em
'em, don't you bark at 'em
Murder 'em, never of 'em
I could preach the peace but say "fuck it" and preach the
'Cause this fuckin' life that we livin'
Go ahead and the extension
Grab another uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the ones that will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, innocent will behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin' our own, black—

We see, I see, death before the
guys and white girls hanging from the buildings